SOME WHO WANDER REALLY ARE FUCKING LOST: Bingo Bolger-Baggins
All right, this little primitive camping trip of mine is getting old! I've been lost in this forest for two nights now--and it's getting to look like it's going to be a third. From the way I keep getting turned around, something tells me this is the Old Forest. Which means I must have gotten on a bus to Buckland while I was bleeding plastered and then wandered out here from there. I'm apparently quite an adventuresome drunk, it seems. I only hope I parted from Fatty before I got on the bus, and that he's not wandering out here too.
I hope I make it home in time to take the bus to Lindon and join Elanor for the party. But right now, I just want a cooked meal, a nice bath, and a blanket or cloak since it's feeling like it's going to be chilly tonight. I wish I could find my way out of here!